Chapter 77: A Better Bait
"Did you join hands with her?!" Sophia asked stepping closer, her voice a mix of frustration and fear.
"I don’t join hands, Mom," Annabelle replied nonchalantly, texting Evelyn she would call right back. Smiling at her sweet mother, she continued, "I simply jump to a safer side. I mean after what happened to Monu and Uncle Nicholas, why I would still be whining by your side?"
Sophia gritted her teeth, her fists clenched tightly in pure rage. True, after what Zevian had shown he was capable of, it was fair for Annabelle to care for her life. Sophia needed be blame herself for being dumb and taking in this con artist brought by none other than her secret lover, Maverick.
"I will protect you! Just abort that baby and leave this city, I will make sure to handle everything and stir you clear of all dangers." Sophia tried to make a deal, desperate to have at least one by her until this heir war was over. William for some reason had been grown so possessive of his sweet daughter, hail Annabelle’s acting, and if she was by her side, he would too be compiled to do so.
Annabelle amused by the offer, chuckled out loud, causing Sophia’s expression to fall even harder. "Do I look that dumb, Mrs. Wright? Why would I blindly jump into a fire pit."
"Then what do you want to get out of here?!" Sophia grumbled, eager to make her leave this house soon. Now that Evelyn was no longer a headache, Annabelle had no role to play and it would all take a small reveal to get her thrown out instantly if she didn’t have this video that would potentially throw her out too.
"Nothing that you are eying for sure. Just let me marry that Blake guy, become his wife, and own that half of the shares Edmund had kept." Annabelle said, clear and loud. "Once I get it, you are free to reveal my identity to your husband and everyone else. I won’t give a fuck about it later."
"And what about the video?"
"Oh, I will keep it safe just in case we ever stumble again or you try to pick on me like you did on your sweet step-daughter, Evelyn," Annabelle replied with a humble smile, clutching the phone dearly to her heart.
Sophia gritted her teeth, raising her hand to snatch away the phone but Annabelle quickly moved back. With a smile, she added, "Oh, you are free to destroy it too, Mom. I own quite a few phones just like you. You never know who I might need to call with a new number every day, right?"
Annabelle’s smirk widened as Sophia’s mouth opened in shock, realizing she had been literally stalking her. The amount of burner phones Sophia had hidden in different spots of this house, Annabelle could get each one out in a heartbeat.